oshima story (10)

turning up

Oshima's house which was already unoccupied started to decay. Bamboos around here were slightly swaying side to side in the breeze. I did feel quite cut off actually. I nearly forgot all my sweet memories at once. What's to stop them fading away ? I closed my eyes and prayed oshima for success at the furniture fair a couple of minutes, then opened.

There was a butterfly flying elegantly around me as if she would turn up in front of me. Then I put out my finger in order to rest its wings. She did it, and then flew around me twice and had gone away anywhere.



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